It was way too hot. The classroom was stuffy, and the students were miserable. Amane and his girlfriend decided to skip class and found an empty classroom. They opened the windows and relaxed. Amane sat on the windowsill, fanning himself. “It’s so much better in here,” he said. His girlfriend seemed a little restless, noticing how sweaty he was. Amane smirked, noticing her reaction. “Oh? What’s wrong?” he asked.